My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

The moment the door closed, my tears stopped.

I calmly got up from the ground and put on my slippers. After that, I washed my face before taking out some ingredients from the refrigerator to make myself pasta to eat.

Crying took a lot of energy! I was already hungry as soon as Hendrix left.

From this point of view, it was not easy for actors to make money.

As I ate the pasta, I couldn't help but think about how Jordan would treat me as it affected my next step.

If I wasn't mistaken, after what happened today, in this well- matched battle, Jordan had already retreated. If he made a concession, that could be my chance to mess things up.

Now that I was 100% sure about Hendrix's feelings, all I had to do was do my best to assist him.

Hendrix would fight for his career while I would fight for his heart.

After confirming this fact, I was in a rare good mood. I kept eating until I finished all the pasta I

cooked.

When I went upstairs, I saw one of the doors left ajar. Judging from the layout, it should be the study. The computer that Jordan had used was placed on the desk.

the door and went straight into

happened a day ago, I learned something. Jordan had set up everything in this house to make a fool out of me.

any moves. I simply laid back on the

reality, I felt someone holding me from behind. I immediately woke up, getting up from the bed. I turned on

Jordan's face. Right away, I stormed out of

with me

grabbing my wrist with his large hand as he said

break free. I then turned around and rushed out of the

of the house, opening the door to

habit of removing his car key when he lived in a

also came out at

and got into the car. Turning the key

I

wheel flooring the acceleratore

Jordan's attempt at stopping

last moment, Jordan opened the door and sat

roared, "I asked you to stop

held the steering wheel tightly, ignoring his existence as I maintained